Charlie

LOLLIPOP

When I was in 7th grade I made friends with this kid in my class named David. We shared the same sense of humor and enjoyed hanging out together. David was a little chunky but had a really great tan and beautiful brown hair. Although who really knows what gay is, I thought David was probably gay. Naturally we would do the 13-year-old stuff: go to the mall, eat at McDonald’s, sleepovers. My parents kept our camper in the driveway. The greatest thing was inviting my friends over for a sleep out in that camper. It was so cool because it was like having our own apartment. We didn’t have to worry about what we said or being loud. One weekend David came over for a sleepout. We stocked the camper with soda and snacks and a radio. After spending the night playing games we went into the house and changed into our pajamas. The camper had a couch that folded out into a double bed. My mother made it up with sheets and blankets and we were going to sleep there. After we got back to the trailer, David wasted no time in getting to the sex talk. “Do you have hair down there yet?” he asked. I entered puberty so by 13 I was getting pretty well developed. I had a real nice sized penis, almost six inches and two big balls. I had a thick bush of orange pubic hair. (I’m a red head.) And hair on my balls. I had leg hair and armpit hair but no facial hair. Now I had masturbated my whole life even before puberty and when I reached puberty the velocity just increased. I was jacking off all the time and sending huge streams of cum over my chest. Sometimes it would even hit the wall behind my head. I knew I was curious about other boys but I was also just plain curious about sex. All I wanted was somebody to touch my penis. When I told David I did indeed have hair down there, he asked if he could see it. I started thinking something sexy was going to happen and I popped an instant woody. He came over to the couch where I was sitting. I pulled down the front of my pajamas to the base of my cock revealing all my orange curlies. David stared fascinated. “Is your thing big?” he asked. Without missing a beat I unsnapped the front of my pajamas and let my 6-incher spring out. I have a really pretty dick, textbook perfect. The shaft is milky white and I have a nicely ruby colored head. David looked like he fell into a trance. He just stared at my hard dick. It was a little cool in the camper and when the cool air hit my penis it jumped a little. “Oh my God, it’s huge.” He said. David had not hit puberty yet and the site of my man-sized cock in proportion to my boy-sized body must have seemed gargantuan. “It looks so hard. Are you able to make stuff come out.” I told David that I jack off and sometimes it hits me in the face. “Can I touch it?” I thought he’d never ask. Of course I wanted him to touch it. When you’re 13 with a hard-on you want the whole world to touch it. I was sitting on the edge of the bed with pajama bottoms around my ankles. David got on the floor in front of me and touched my hard dick with two fingers and brought his face real close to examine it. He spent a long time just doing this, visually and tactilely exploring every square inch of my cock. He got to the head and rubbed around the ridge and open and closed the piss slit. When his thumb ran against that super sensitive spot under the head I gave a little gasp. “It feels good when I touch it there?” he half asked, half stated. “Yeah it feels real good right there.” I tell him, hoping to get some more of those exquisite touches. He continues to slowly rub that spot with his thumb. I lay back on my elbows. David is enjoying hearing my erratic breathing and watching my small body spasms with each touch. “Wow, this must really feel good.” He says. All I can say is, “Uh huh.” Then without even thinking I say, “It’s supposed to feel real good when someone puts it in their mouth.” Without missing a beat David scoots closer to me, licks his lips and lowers his open mouth on me. His teeth scrap against my sensitive head and I tell him to watch his teeth. The sensation is great. It feels so perfect. the hot wetness. David takes his mouth away. “Hey, I can taste something. Is it coming out already.” “No.” I tell him. At the time I didn’t know what precum was. David puts his mouth back on me, but he doesn’t move, he just keeps his mouth on my dick. Somehow I knew there had to be more so I tell him, “I think you’re supposed to lick it.” Once again David is quick to respond, he removes his mouth and starting at the base of my now engorged cock, slowly licks from the bottom to the top. My eyes and mouth both open wide at the new sensation and I flop back. “Wow, that feels really great.” I tell him. “Do you want me to keep doing it?” He asks. What a silly question. “Oh, yeah.” Is my only answer. So that’s what he does. With the palm of his right hand he pulls my dick up and begins to continuously lick from bottom to top, bottom to top, bottom to top. I’m really freaking out now because although the sensation is incredible, I’d like him to focus more on the top. But he keeps licking it like a lollipop, bottom to top, bottom to top. “
My hand digs into the pillows and I look down. My dick looks huge, David looks like he’s hypnotized. His eyes are open watching my reactions. We make eye contact and I mouth the words, “Oh man.” He smiles but doesn’t miss a beat. Bottom to top, bottom to top. Soon I feel it boiling up inside of me. I’m going to squirt and big. I look down at him, “You’re going to make it come out if you keep going.” I warn. “I oh air.” is all I can hear since he won’t put that tongue back in his mouth, he won’t stop licking. Because this was such a teasing way to get me off I really start thrashing. I’m dying for him to grab me and just jack the shit out of it, but he doesn’t. “It’s coming. It’s coming.” Finally I feel the release as spurt after spurt of cum shoots out of my purple dick. The first one hits David square in the forehead and he pulls back, the next ones land on my chest and stomach. After David pulls back I reach down and jack the last few streams out of me. God I needed that. I had been dying for a good hard solid pump. When it’s over I fall back on the bed and let out a big breath. I look down at David, he is still staring at my cock, watching the cum drip from the head, watching it bob up and down uncontrollably. He has a big blob of cum hanging form his hair. “Go look in the mirror.” I tell him. He stands up and opens the door of the tiny bathroom. “Ew, you got it in my hair.” He says as he reaches for some toilet paper and wipes it away. “Sorry. Give me some toilet paper.” David brings me over a wad of tissues and I clean up. “I can’t believe how much stuff came out of you.” He says. “I always have a lot.” I go to pull my pajama bottoms up and David says, “You can leave it out if you want.” I crawl under the covers with just a top on. Before I’m even really settled in, David’s hand finds it’s way to my crotch. I got the lollipop treatment several more times that night.

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